Perhaps I will tell you one day that
I have stopped loving you,
although I continue to love you beyond death;
and perhaps you will not understand
in this farewell, that, although
love unites us, life separates us.

Perhaps I will tell you one day that
my love is gone,
and I will close my eyes to love you better,
because love blinds us, but alive or dead,
our closed eyes see better than being open.

Perhaps I will tell you one day that
I have stopped loving you,
even though I continue to love you beyond death;
and perhaps you do not understand
in that farewell, that
we stay together for life.